I looked at the sun today and told him he meant nothing to me. He called me on the lie, then demanded a sacrifice of will, which I regretted to inform him I?d already offered to the moon.
Enter all monsters. They said, ?Are you feeling okay? Give it time, and you?ll contract our disease.?
I?ll set the universe on fire tonight, because the light is a horrible tattletale. Because destruction is a form of creation. Because humanity, I love you.
I took my shattered heart and turned it into a stained glass artwork. It?s on display in the County Museum.
Outside my head, everyone was dancing. All I could see was the empty, smiling faces and nodding heads on infomercials. They?d come to sell me their humanity? Their disease?
Hey, do you see me here?! Look! I?m dancing too!
?I?m human too?
I set the world on fire. I burned the effigy? But those mannequins are still watching behind the stained glass.
I fell on my knees before the moon and screamed that I was afraid to die. The moon told me I was poor company.
I'm merely human.
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I hate this entry.
 EmilyScissorhands · Thu Aug 04, 2005 @ 03:18am · 1 Comments |
